202 Dalong Prefecture Ten

When autumn comes on the eighth day of the ninth month, they will grind their teeth and suck blood, killing people like flies!

Clad in armor and wielding swords and spears, the army formed ranks, and instantly, the war drums shook the heavens and the earth, morale soared, battle flags were waved, and spears were brandished as they charged into the enemy ranks.

Captain Guan rode on a tiger, single-handedly taking on a thousand men, bravely charging ahead and leading the charge.

This is not about fighting for territory and resources, nor about gaining more power and wealth. At this moment, I am calm and composed, making the right judgment and decision: kill the elders of the Gao family first, and then eliminate those who stubbornly resist.

Captain Guan's eyes were deep, and beneath his calm exterior, a hint of madness and exhilaration flashed—it should be as satisfying as a fist. There's no need to always be timid; a thousand reasons can't compare to the exhilaration of a fist.

Wielding a bronze hammer and carrying an incomparably terrifying aura, he charged forward. Like a roc spreading its wings, he descended from the sky, charging forward and swinging the bronze hammer with all his might, smashing it down fiercely towards the head of the Gao family.

Like Mount Tai crashing down, or Mount Hua being cleaved in two, the copper hammer slammed into the Green Dragon Crescent Blade of the Gao family patriarch, causing the blade to tremble and vibrate with a resounding hum.

But it was firmly and stubbornly resisted.

The other three elders of the Gao family were clearly weaker. They had only just reacted and were about to step forward to help when a cold glint flashed across the bronze hammer, and a tiger-shaped burst of malevolent fire shot out from within.

The fiery aura specifically targets the soul, and in an instant, the elders of the Gao family were caught completely off guard. At this moment, there was no way to avoid it, no way to block it. In that moment of stunned disbelief, the fiery aura surged into their souls, overwhelming them.

Instantly, they cried out for their parents, howled like ghosts, and screamed in agony, as if it were a hundred times more tragic than losing a hand or foot.

Under the intense pain, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to his knees, his body convulsing violently, his facial muscles contorting, his body curled up, trembling incessantly, as if one could hear the bones creaking.

Those around were instantly stunned. The air seemed to freeze. The subordinates were at a loss, but Captain Guan showed no mercy.

The copper hammer slammed down with incredible speed, and with a resounding bang, it smashed to pieces in an instant. Blood splattered everywhere, a vibrant crimson stain.

The other three elders stared, mouths agape, too astonished to utter the words "Stop!" Their mouths were agape, wide enough to fit a large egg.

Captain Guan showed no sign of stopping his bronze hammer. With a single step, the hammer slammed down, aiming directly at the other elders.

The other elders, however, were not as formidable as their leader. They were immediately terrified and fled in panic, desperately fighting back with their swords.

The copper hammer, carrying immense force, descended from the sky, tearing through the air and flashing with a cold light, like a shooting star in the night sky, instantly shattering the silence and sending chills down one's spine.

A terrifying force spread in all directions in an indescribable way, causing the surrounding high walls to tremble and crumble, as if they were about to be torn apart in an instant.

The copper hammer slammed down heavily, smashing the nearest elder to the ground. His head was completely smashed in, yet the force remained undiminished. The instant the hammer fell, the man was reduced to a ball in the blink of an eye.

Blood spurted out, flying six paces away. A horrifying scene. A sight too terrible to witness. After the copper hammer struck, the air was filled with an aura of shattered fragments, sending chills down one's spine.

The other two elders were so frightened that their swords clattered to the ground. Their legs went weak, and they collapsed to their knees.

Driven by a strong will to survive, Duoduo stammered, "General Guan, spare our lives! It was the clan chief's decision, we are all innocent! Please, sir, let us go!"

We offer you all our gold, silver, jewels, and the beauties we've raised, begging you, General, to spare us.

At this moment, the two became more and more animated in their conversation, their wisdom, courage, and strength giving them hope for survival.

They continued to plead, "My lord, we'd be willing to serve as your horses back then, charging into battle for you. We're still useful, my lord."

Captain Guan sneered without hesitation. With lightning speed, the copper hammer swept past the two men, smashing half of their chests off in an instant.

Without changing their posture, and before they could even react to the pain, they swung the copper hammer down again without hesitation, creating a huge black shadow.

A single blow to the head, like two watermelons shattering instantly, blood raining down and pulp flying everywhere—it should be exhilarating, it should be without restraint.

Carrying a copper hammer, he strode forward, each step a kill, driven by the vengeful spirits that claimed his life.

The other soldiers followed closely behind. The courtyard walls collapsed, and the morale of the Gao family's guards and servants crumbled instantly. The defeat was like a landslide. They retreated involuntarily.

Commander Guan's troops advanced bravely, unstoppable, but many members of the Gao family remained, continuing their stubborn resistance. They knew that surrendering would mean certain death anyway.

They instantly organized a force to rush out. If they could break through, they could hide at the border. Escaping alive, they could use their cultivation levels to find a secluded place and act as tyrants.

At the narrow gate, around the besieged courtyard wall, a fierce battle raged. Amidst the flashing swords and the splattering blood, it seemed as if a torrential rain had gathered together.

The dust instantly engulfed their heels. They screamed hoarsely, drenched in sweat, dust billowing and obscuring the sky, as if even the sunlight had been swallowed up by the battle.

The surrounding residents kept them tightly locked up, not daring to open them for fear of incurring trouble. After this day, the Great Dragon Prefecture was about to undergo another upheaval.

The brutality of war was vividly displayed; both sides suffered casualties instantly. Among the guards and servants were skilled cultivators, but the army grew stronger with each battle, and more and more people gathered.

The Gao family's servants and guards dwindled with each fight, and with a clang, someone's weapon fell to the ground first.

The other guards and servants immediately dropped their weapons and knelt down, giving up all resistance.

At this time, Captain Guan killed or captured the other family heads.

At this moment, a figure arrived quickly, standing in mid-air, dressed in a black dragon robe, exuding a murderous aura, holding the head of a demon monkey, with a cold and stern expression.

He glanced at Captain Guan, "With the demon monkey dead, all the evil spirits, ghosts, and monsters in the city have been slain. I will now report this truthfully to my superiors."

Then, with a complicated expression, he said, 'Colluding with demons and monsters, killing people to refine elixirs—their crimes deserve death, and their demise is not a pity. You should be careful in your actions.'

Captain Guan looked grateful, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "Thank you, thank you. I have my own plans for this."

After listening, the man in black carefully examined the head, then swiftly flew away.

Captain Guan stood in mid-air, his eyes deep, watching the soldiers below quickly escorting many people away. They were busy all day!